My Secret Bodyguard's
Section 46 The Teacher's Meditations
After being convinced Akri was sitting in his place, Andrea sat back next to Ren.
"Why can you accuse Akri like that.”
Ren did not reply, he took out a textbook from inside the bag.
Mr. Bayu entered, his handsome face slightly faded by the fairly hot weather that day.
The class was silent for a while, then heard Mr. Bayu began to teach, followed by children who began to be engrossed in his clothes, with a lumpian, there were even fans and well-established sleep.
Only those in the front row were still sitting upright, while enduring the drowsiness. Every teacher was teaching, some of them were like being bewitched, not concentrating, and finally sleepy.
Andrea watched one by one her classmates. He now felt concerned, they were all victims of Fany's selfishness.
His eyes glanced at Fany who was reading the comics, then snorted in annoyance.
He was furious, but did not know how to, to ask Dale to come too he was now thinking first, for the sake of the peace of his class. Jin who followed Fany was too resourceful, he would do anything to be able to clash with Dale.
Dizziness thinking of Fany, Andrea finally dropped her gaze on the window of her class, enjoying the rice field while daydreaming. Thinking of Mr. Iwan who was heartbroken.
Supposedly the feeling of Mr. Iwan could be a problem solver class, but the decision of Bu Anis was round, strong, as strong as his konde puncture. Andrea checked the bumps on her head, still feeling.
Remembering the konde puncture, Andrea so remember the bustle of Dale.
Wouldn't she be free if Miss Anis got married? Ah, if only Ms. Anis could unite with Mr. Iwan, of course Dale would be happy. Dale Jin is understanding, although not necessarily they can unite, but if Lyla is free she will be happy. Dale, very happy later who became your wife, her mind.
Andrea daydreams until Mr. Bayu's lesson is over, and he also understands nothing. The first break bell rings.
“Ke canteen yuk!” take it to Ren.
“Yuk, I'm tired, really hungry to clean the toilet.”
Zellina with the basketball team did not clearly crowded in front of the classroom door, laughing, touch up left right upper bottom, showing off the bond and clasp, far from the name of the athlete.
Andrea and Ren paid no heed to the behavior of Zellina and her friends. They're barging.
“Eeh, Ijah-Ijah where to go?” Zellina smiled mockingly. “Suitable yes ...” Zellina did not continue her words, as her friends were already boisterously laughing.
Andrea approaches. “Why are you, Zel? I'm the same Ren is wrong with you? Don't start looking for trouble again. Yesterday we were still patient with your nature. It's not that you're a rich kid, you have everything. Ren and I sincerely love you because you are our best friend.”
“Ndre, patience!” Ren held onto Andrea's shoulder.
Zellina relaxed, checking her cute fingernails with nail art.
“This has gone too far, just because of guys, you have the heart to call us all your mouth. Who are you? King's daughter? Which all servants should obey?” Andrea was still upset.
Zellina was still engrossed in her nails.
Ren clapped Andrea's hand. “Already, I'm hungry.”
“Already? Your friend is hungry, at home no one makes breakfast time huh?” Zellina stepped away, followed by her friends.
Now Ren doesn't accept it. He chased after Zellina, then turned her body tightly.
"Aww!!" Zellina squealed while holding onto her shoulder.
“What do you mean?” exclaim Ren.
“Casual dong! Don't be rude!” Zellina stared intently at Ren.
“Jawab first, what did you mean earlier?”
“Which one? Forgot ...” Zellina turned around and walked again. But suddenly stopped, then turned to approach Ren.
"Don't forget, eat a lot, at home can only cook instant noodles.”
In front of the hall, a group of beautiful upperclassmen greeted him. They walked to the cafeteria where the upperclassmen gathered. The corner of the lips of the beautiful upperclassman was pointed slightly, then gave a thumbs up upside down to Andrea and Ren.
“Zellina is being seduced here and there.” Andrea whispers.
“It looks like he knows about my mama.” Ren walked to the canteen with a pensive face.
“Ren, does Akri know?” Andrea is still curious about Akri who suddenly accused Ren of calling her.
Ren sits on the classroom wall near the park. “Iya, she knows. That's why I think he's the one who purposely wants to work for me.”
“You cousin? Ren I'm curious about you guys, you guys seem to be close but often clash too. Especially if you're having trouble with Zainal. Actually you three sisters?” Andrea put on a curious face.
Ren took a heavy breath. “What the hell, Ndre, the time is already there Lele beside you was still curious about something.”
“Lho, you liken me to a bird there, which people sell, Ren?” Andrea smiled wryly.
“I'm not the Fany who uses his genie for personal gain. If not pressed, I prefer to know from the person directly. Dale was also not like that, instigating here and there, eavesdropping left right, for his satisfaction.”
“Iya, yes, know ... Never mind, I'm hungry.” Ren pulled the hand of Andrea who still had a wry face, like a week of laundry if his mother said.
"You told Lele to see Mama again when?" ask Ren.
"I told you every day, but while taking your mama to gradually forget it. Hopefully your mama can take Dale's advice."
Ren looked at Andrea with a deep sigh. "Aamiin, hopefully yes, Ndre, Dale made it."
"The next turn is calling him Dale, not Lele." Andrea pulled the tip of Ren's hijab while running.
"Andree ...."
They met with Yadi. Andrea hurriedly walked into the cafeteria, while Ren was a little rattled, as Yadi did not return her smile.
At her residence, Ms. Anis was taking care of plants in her garden. Although his eyes looked at the ornamental plants, but his heart went nowhere.
The words of his protege yesterday had made him uncomfortable to sleep, and unpleasant to eat. His entire life had only been twice he had felt something like this.
First, when he fell in love with his first love in Java, which had to run aground because his love had to continue his education abroad, and instead lived forever there with indigenous women.
Second, right now, exactly the same. Anxious tapped his heart, like a feeling waiting for an answer, but no one could answer, except to look directly into his eyes.
Sleeping on his chest pounding, his face fluttering. Snoring even engap, nunding, dizziness.
Ms. Anis knew if it was a feeling of love, after meeting her her heart would be relieved, then flowered.
He touched one by one the aglonema leaves he treated.
I have to find an answer, will this heart be full of flowers if it meets him, or is it ordinary? But how? In his heart he asked.
Ms. Anis is now grumbling with her chin. He tried to imagine the Scout again, dancing on the straw with the song Harvest the Rice. The rice flower was slid by the man with an adoring face, like a devotee of a rice goddess.
Bu Anis smiled to himself remembering his reflection just now. The skewer on the dresser shone for a while, as if it felt happy.
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